I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet." At that he smiled. "How would you know what feet taste like?" "I just know.
Cassandra ClareThen forget Gabriel. Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires?" Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. "They don't expect it.
Cassandra ClareWell, you'll have to wait till tomorrow. I'm out of commission." (he points to his shirt) "Look. Jammies.
Cassandra ClarePlease tell me you did not bring me out here so you could tell me a very boring story about your sister.
Cassandra Clare